If ya don't know, listen hereIt's outlined in the book of lifeYou want things to make sense?Take a U turn, make it right

For the two triple zeroWe come hummin'My hand grippin' the mic tightThat's how I'm comin'

All the way liveAll the way liveAll the way liveAll the way liveUh, feel the funk, make it rough

It's just something that happens, we try hard to denyWe'll find out when it happens, it's in the air tonightHere it comes now, fast like a gun now, on the run now?Turn to number one, now, ya feet slowingYou're crazy and tired, come back

Hit me, sometimes, life is trickyThe stickman comes along to stick meFlick me, he cannot get with meGot saved 'n' got the victory, ooh

Now who planned this? The Krutch don't missWith that funked out twist to get'cha on the canvasWe are the ill type but only when we grip mics 'n' TFKBe the squad that'll burn out the lights

Like that, [Incomprehensible]Gettin' upon the drum trackCrack back ya speaker, stack to be exactCome and keep ya eyes on the clockWe rip mics of all types when we rock

On and on and on 'n' they'll be no frontin''Cause this is how I'm comin'

All the way liveAll the way liveAll the way liveAll the way liveUh, feel the funk, make it rough